The ideas I put to Will were ones I had mediated on hard. The arrival of my new love, Jess, had not meant that my initial love, Svetlana, the woman from Rus who had arrived in the Seraglio with me and the Circassians, was out of the picture. The Sultan loved her gorgeous figure, and her personality was far more pleasing than that of her rivals. But she had...
Jess came to my couch. I had told Calliope, my patroness and mother of the Sultan, of my design, and she had offered me the inner sanctum, where no eunuch ever came. That was typical of her generosity to me. I had brought her much pleasure, and she was unselfish in allowing me to have some of my own. She had bought Jess for me at the slave market. She had...
There it was in my inbox, the summons: "You are to join me in the States for two weeks. Make your excuses to your friends and family. Be convincing. A friend from school is ill, something like that. Be creative. "When you get to the departure lounge at the airport, go into the Ladies Room. Change into what's in your carry-on. You can wear a coat and heels....
Author's Note Risk Versus Reward is a prequel to Girl Friday and focuses on the story of Karin, the 'H.R. Lady' who provided Charlotte's rather unique interview experience when she was hired. You do not need to read Girl Friday to understand what's going on in Risk Versus Reward. But if you enjoy this story, Girl Friday should most definitely be on your rea...
I moan as her soft, alabaster hands gently stroke my velvet thighs. The silk sheets are cool on my back, sliding across my skin so sensually. Her hair drapes across my legs, tickling my tender skin and heightening every touch. Then, something snaps. I hear a small gasp as I roughly pull her face to my opening. She pushes her hands off my thighs and flies...
It's so much easier to get slaves these days. Ever since Sybilla SlaveMistress opened her Saturday morning slave market downtown. Previously, girls who wanted to work as sex slaves had to either take out advertisements on PlasmaVision or undertake tiring personal visits to potential Mistress's residences. My last slave had left to marry and settle down in...
Introduction I first started this story about 2 years ago under the same title. My online name then was Holly14695. Unfortunately, due to a family bereavement, I had to take a pause from my online activities. However, that is history. I am back now and of the several stories I wrote here previously, I chose this one to resume albeit with a lot of alterations...
I shook the metal door handle in frustration. It was another hot day in Santa Fe, New Mexico, and I couldn't believe the Marriott's outdoor pool was closed for the second day in a row -- the only day when I had a four-hour afternoon break. I was all suited up in my new black one-piece, hoping to relax poolside with a drink and get to know some of my fellow...
Millicent was not her original name, but she had heard it in a movie and had adopted it for now. Over the thousands of years that she had lived, figuratively speaking, she had had many names. Not so figuratively speaking, she was a vampire, a succubus to be exact, but unlike most of her kind, she no longer killed her food, but kept it around for a few years...
I have been having a lot of thoughts of being with another woman lately. My husband and I have swapped or shared partners for years, but most to the time I am with my husband and another man. Once in a while, there is another female with us, and I have kissed and touched but nothing else. For some time now I have wanted to taste a woman and have her take me...